Ahhh!!! Fuck, that felt good… damnit… I just realized this is the first time I busted a load after being cleaned for 2 months.
Shit, I think I'm getting addicted again.
Then his eyes dropped. He was still hard. Completely, almost painfully hard, even after finishing in her mouth.
Aveline was still kneeling beside him on the narrow bunk, completely naked, that wide satisfied grin still on her face like she had just won something.
ಠ_ಠ… that smug look of her is pissing me off somehow. Alright, we're going to keep going.
And with that, he reached out, grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her down onto the mattress.
She landed on her back with a small surprised sound, but the grin only got wider when he leaned over her. "We're going to keep going."
Aveline's eyes lit up. A happy little smirk pulled at her lips. "Yes… we're not stopping~"
Rex didn't waste time. He sat back, grabbed her hips, and flipped her onto her stomach in one smooth motion.
She let out a soft "wah—" as her cheek(face) hit the pillow.
He pulled her ass up until she was on her knees, back arched, completely open to him.
The gray morning light coming through the curtains made the soft skin of her thighs and the faint bruises along her shoulders look almost unreal.
Then he spread her with both hands, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh of her ass.
She was still dripping from earlier. The sight of it making something low and aggressive twist in his chest.
He slid two fingers down and pushed them slowly inside her.
Aveline's whole body jerked. "Ah…!"
She was tight.
Still so tight it almost resisted him, but so wet that his fingers sank in with a soft, wet shleek.
He curled them, dragging against the front wall, and the sound got louder.
Shleek. Shleek. Shleek.
Aveline's hands gripped the pillow. Her hips twiching every time he pushed back in. "Ngh~… mff~… huff…" The noises kept spilling out of her, muffled against the pillow.
Her thighs were already trembling.
Rex kept the pace qsteady, not too fast, just deep enough that every stroke made that wet sound echo in the quiet bunk.
He watched the way her back arched and the way her toes curled against the sheets.
"You're already shaking," he said, voice low. "I barely started."
Aveline turned her head just enough to look at him over her shoulder, eyes glassy. "It's— ah…! —because it's you… mhm~"
"What are you even saying?"
He added a third finger. The stretch made her cry out again, higher this time.
Herwalls fluttered hard around his fingers.
"Shleek. shleek. shleek."
A few more strokes and her whole body locked up, and a sharp, broken moan tore out of her as she came, clear fluid spilling over his hand and down her thighs onto the sheets.
She kept quivering through it, soft little "huff… huff…" sounds leaving her while her arms gave out and she dropped fully onto the pillow.
Rex wiped his hand on the sheet, then moved up behind her.
He lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance.
Her pussy was still pulsing from the orgasm, so sensitive that the first slow push made her gasp and try to crawl forward.
"Wait— I just came… I'm so sensitive—" she murmured trying to reach behind her back.
Rex scoffed quietly and kept going, sinking into her inch by inch. "I know."
The tight warmth of her pussy wrapped around him again, even wetter than last night.
And that only fueled the thing stirring inside of him.
He didn't stop until he was fully buried.
Aveline's hands shot out, grabbed the pillow, and bit down on it hard to muffle the long, shaky moan that tried to escape.
He stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust, one hand stroking slowly up and down her spine. "Breathe. You're fine."
She nodded against the pillow, still biting it.
Then he finally started moving, it was slow at first— long, deep strokes that made the wet sound of their bodies fill the small space between the bunks.
Aveline's muffled moans kept rising every time he bottomed out. Her fingers were white-knuckled in the pillowcase.
"Hiding yourself in the pillow now aren't you?"
"No…! It's… it's because—"
He didn't let her finish, Rex leaned over her, chest against her back, and reached up to gather a handful of her black hair.
He pulled just enough to lift her head from the pillow.
The sudden change in angle made her cry out properly, the sound no longer muffled.
"Ah—! Rex—!"
He hadn't expected the way her walls immediately clenched around him when he pulled her hair. Or the way her eyes rolled back for a second.
A small, surprised breath left him. "woah what?" A smirk. "You're really into this, huh."
Aveline couldn't answer with words. She just moaned louder, pushing her hips back to meet him even while he kept her hair in his fist.
The sensitive edge from her earlier orgasm had turned into something raw and needy and every thrust pulled another broken sound out of her.
After a while he slowed, pulled out almost all the way, and guided her down onto her side.
He stretched out behind her, hooked one of her legs back over his hip, and slid back in from the new angle or position. Whatever (눈‸눈).
"W-what is this!?" she asked, looking down at their position.
"Shh, just keep feeling good."
Aveline stared at Rex eyes and nodded.
The spooning position let him wrap an arm around her waist and pull her flush against his chest. While his other hand found one of her breasts, thumb brushing over the nipple while he fucked her in slower, deeper strokes.
Aveline turned her head, trying to look at him. Her voice came out soft and wrecked. "W-wait, y-you're… still so deep… even like this…"
"Yeah." He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, right over one of the older bruises. "But I know you can take it."
She shivered. Her hand came back to find his fingers lacing together over her stomach. "Yea.. you're right, I can take this."
For a few minutes the only sounds were the quiet wet rhythm of him moving inside her and the soft, continuous moans she couldn't seem to stop.
The bunk creaked faintly.
Somewhere above them Luna still hadn't stirred.
Rex eventually shifted again. He pulled out, rolled her onto her back, and settled between her thighs.
This time he stayed close, chest to chest, one arm under her shoulders so he could hold her properly while he pushed back inside.
Aveline's legs wrapped around his waist on instinct while her arms went around his neck.
The new angle/position made her gasp against his mouth.
"F-face to face now?" she whispered, almost teasing even while her voice shook.
"Wanted to see you." He replied as he started moving again, slower than before but deeper, grinding more than thrusting.
Every time he bottomed out her eyes fluttered. "You know. You're taking me so well for someone who was a virgin yesterday."
Aveline let out a breathless little laugh that turned into a moan. "Don't— ah… —say it like that… it makes it sound like I'm greedy…"
"You are." He kissed her, soft and lingering, while his hips kept the steady rhythm. "And I don't mind." Her walls started to flutter again.
The oversensitive feeling from the first orgasm had built back up into something sharper.
She clung to him tighter, forehead pressed to his, breath coming in short, broken pants. "Rex… I'm— close again… I can't…"
"Then cum." He didn't speed up. He just kept the same deep, grinding pace and watched her face the whole time. "I've got you."
Aveline's orgasm hit her harder than the last one. Her whole body arched under him, a high, choked cry leaving her throat as she clenched down around him in tight, rhythmic waves. Clear fluid spilled between them again, soaking the sheets under her hips.
She kept trembling through it, arms locked around his neck, soft broken sounds still spilling against his shoulder long after the peak had passed.
Rex stayed buried inside her, breathing hard, one hand stroking slowly up and down her back while she came down.
He then pressed one more quiet kiss to her temple and muttered against her skin, "I haven't cummed yet you know? ᄒᴥᄒ."
Aveline just nodded against his shoulder, still too wrecked to form real words, and held onto him like she had no intention of letting go anytime soon. "Fuck you…"